Shout for Freedom

Let's face it. Our country's decades of democracy is faced in a grave turmoil today, hence, menacing our own freedom. Yes. The freedom that our countrymen have bravely fought for is now in the verge of jeopardy.

On the night of June 2, 2009, a hundred and seventy Members of the House have passed a resolution with the aim of changing the country's Constitution. Today, it is famous for its many names. HR 1109. Constituent Assembly. Charter Change. All of these states one sole intention: to overlay the path for changes to the Philippine Constitution. Apparently, they have made an intentional attempt to endangering the constitution- the constitution that they have sworn to protect when they were appointed to their position. Evidently, this is an act of betrayal and infidelity to the charter, the vast majority of the mass, and most importantly, to the state itself.

Joining the No to ConAss mass rally last June 10, I instantly understood the importance of being socially involved in the state's battle against the nation's injustices. They were right. We have to make a move. We have to fight. And if fighting means having to go out to the streets and shout out our anger and rage for us to be heard, then that is what exactly we must do, and will do.

Our right to democracy has clearly been stepped on to. Let us fight for our freedom and our democracy while we still have it in the grip of our hands. If we don't act, then we let that very privilege slip right from our very own palms.

No one else will if we do not take the initiative of taking the lead.

still pretty much the same...

Just last night, I was busy doing nothing in front of the computer so I figured maybe I could just check out my friendster instead. And I did find some new comments from my friends. They were just some usual checking-out-on-me kind of comments, just like any other else. Ordinary. Nothing really special and new. I read through them and then something caught me off guard. Someone I've known back in high school asked me about an old common friend of ours...an old friend that happened to have made a very big mark in my precious past. I didn't expect that a simple "kumusta naman mo?" could catch me breathless for a moment. All of a sudden, I felt like a wave had come after me. I didn’t know what it was that I felt, or why I was even feeling that way.

And then it hit me.

For over a year, I have struggled hard to keep myself going after a…well, let’s just say, a painful closure with a friend that I used to treat so special. And it took me a very long time to finally say that I have moved on. But I guess there is still something that I want to feel- something more than just moving on. I knew that I was over it. I knew that I have moved on, I've felt that- at least, this is what I know. Or I thought so.

But then again, maybe getting over is a different story, isn't it?

As much as I have tried moving on, I did try on on going all the way to getting over, too. But I guess, I was only good at the first part. Maybe that second part was something that I failed to do- something that I didn't even notice all along. And I didn't realize that until last night.

But of course, if I let myself spend another bloody night thinking about this issue that doesn't even make sense- and it shouldn't really make any sense to me at all, I might as well end up feeling that same stupid pain again.

Although, I must admit- and I would be a hell of a liar if I don't- that I haven't gotten over this whole thing...yet. Maybe the feelings are still pretty much the same. Maybe the emotions are still there. But it sure won't be there forever. Eventually, it'll all go away. I know it will.

And he is gonna get the hell out of my freaking system. x